Sunday, January 15, 2017

Handouts

There is a big difference in needing a little help because you're truly down on your luck, and constantly making bad decisions to the point that you need assistance. This is what is wrong with the welfare system and with Gen X: everyone wants something for nothing and expect handouts. 

This especially makes me mad when I see those who make poor choices get all the help in the world, while those who really need it have to fight tooth-and-nail just for a little bit to get them by.

I am a big advocate on drug testing for welfare.

When I was in high school working at the local Walmart, there were many times where I'd have people in my line buying steaks and crab legs and paying with their Access card...and then having a separate order for their non-food items only to pay me in $100 bills out of their Coach wallets. And I'm seeing this while I'm wearing pants from Gabriel Brothers and working just to get by. Um, isn't there something wrong with this picture?! 

I didn't grow up with money. As a kid, our grandparents bought our school clothes. My dad used his paycheck to keep a roof over our head and food in our bellies. We didn't have money for any extras. I couldn't play sports because they were too expensive. But unlike some people who may have took an experience like that and aimed to have the "finer things in life" from then on out, I learned that I needed to work hard and always aim to be better so that I could have an easier life. I learned to work with what I had, live at or below my means and to make smarter decisions when it came to my finances. I didn't want to become broke solely because I'm trying to "keep up with the Jones's"...

Now, that doesn't mean I was always good with my money or bills. I mean, in your early 20s you make a decision: you either go out and drink on Saturday night or...you eat dinner for the next 3 days. I'm not saying I didn't choose the first one a few times, but it's not about that: it's about growing up and learning from that shit.

Any apartment that I had on my own was never more than $500/mo. Even if I had to search high-and-low, I refused to pay more than that.

I never had extensive cable and, at most times, no cable at all. If I did, it was the $20 basic package. Internet was the cheapest, slowest speed...or I stole Wifi from neighbors. 

I didn't buy a new car simply because I wanted to and I just tried to take care of the car I did have. I had that car for 9 years before I finally had to cave and get a new one. But even when I did that, I made sure that it was below budget and that it was an affordable monthly payment. I walked out of the dealership with a $13k car loan and payments under $200/mo. If you're only making $12/hr, you do not need to be driving a BMW for Pete's sake!

I'm a big believer of the "beggars can't be choosers" mentality. And what's the fucking point of being car poor or house poor?! No one fucking cares what you drive...and if they do, they are a pathetic excuse of a person. 

We need to stop rewarding the lazy and undeserving!

Now we are going on 30 ( or already in our 30s )...it should not be a decision of "do I go shopping and buy a bunch of new clothes or pay rent this month?" It should not be "oh, I'm short again for the third month in a row...time to ask mommy for money for bills". I didn't have anyone to help me out like that...and you know what? I grew stronger because of it. I prioritized because of it. Because if you are handed help any time you need it, you're never gonna fucking help yourself. You're always going to rely on others to support you. And that's just disgusting. Whether it be relationships, family, friends or even strangers...have some fucking pride, stand on your own two feet and be accountable for the decisions you make in your life. 

We all have that angel and that devil on our shoulders...we need to mature and learn to listen to the angel more often.